Chapter Twenty-Seven
“Get out of her things.” Puca chided as he walked into Lola’s room and flopped onto her bed.
Bodach was lying sprawled on her bed as he watched Lu. He turned to glare at Puca before looking back towards Lu.
Lu, who was currently in her closet looking at the bookshelf above her clothing. His eyes taking in the shiny restraints, he bit his lip. His cheeks flushing a bright crimson stain as he thought about Lola being bound.
That was more of Bodach’s thing, he’d never really been interested in tying a partner down. There was plenty of fun to be had without that. Stepping further into the closet, he let out a groan of pain as his toe found the sharp metal edge of a wooden chest.
“Gabhdán.” Lu bit out. Hopping on one foot as he brought the injured foot up and rubbed hi
